PAGES FROM TRAVEL DIARY !

I have been to various places in my life, somewhere in this process of moving from one place to another i felt in love with the whole process. i sometimes become reminiscent of those rainy days in which i traveled and sometimes i am lost in thoughts of those warm sunny days of winter- warm and comforting. winters have always remained my favorite time to travel. firstly, one doesn’t dehydrate or get wet in sweat during winters and secondly, the mornings of winter and the sun are blessing to humans. i have so many snippets of those mornings, one morning always remind me of some other winter morning. oh! i love winters.

Last winter i happened to go to mussorie.- a hill station located in north India. the place still haunts me with its serenity and splendor. lost in our city life i suggest visit to a place like this is a relied we all desire. for some moments, i was out of the suffering of world and lost in peace and sweltering of it. it was a hill station so the highway to it was already full of hair pine bands but, our stay was even above, i dint expect the car to climb up that further as it was losing acceleration at times and i was praying to all the gods i knew to save us today. but, as soon as the car climbed up those narrow roads to our stay which was a popular hotel called “kasmanda palace” as you will see in images, my eyes were at delight to savoir such a breath taking view. the complete mussorie was visible from top and as it was dark in night, those small buildings and shops were visible with lights lit on them. i leave the serenity of mussorie to my images that i took there. among the things i miss the most is those small roads and those yellow withered on those roads, some of them flying in air and others spread allover.

On the way to mussorie is haridwar- a holy place for hindus. we stopped there too, i must say seeing so many people lost in this common river of religion a thought struck my mind. may be, in this life where we all are unknown of our future and insecure about past, unknown of almost everything that can happen in life  may be, its only the god and religion we all can believe on. the scene at haridwar was amazing, it was that mean time of day when it isn’t evening or night- the bluish ambience. we reached the ghat of haridwar, which is regarded as one of oldest and purest ghats in hindu religion. there was pathway and on the both sides there was river flowing carrying ashes of people dead and diyas of fire. my images would be more enthralling on the ghats. haridwar was a place where one will involuntary think of ones own religion and identify his connection to god.

There are so many pages from my travel diary and i only wish they multiply.

 

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